Throughout my day my kids do funny things or I have a God moment or I read something that catches my attention and I think "BLOG POST". I start writing in my head, the words are flowing. It is eloquent and catchy. Then I sit down to write. All the thoughts go out the window and I'm left thinking, hmmm, I know I had something to say. Ah well.
I've been thinking a lot this week about emotions. We talked last night at Bible study about how if we put too much worth into other people and their opinions of us we are sinning by making someone else's opinion more important that God's. I agree with that - what God thinks of me is more important and I shouldn't be hindered by what other people say about me or how they act toward me.
Then I got my feelings hurt. Twice. In one day. Bad. I was so ready to quit. To give up. I'm one of those people where if I'm offended I don't even want to look at the person who offended me. If someone thinks lowly of me I do not want to see them, talk to them or have anything to do with them. It is so "easy" to just cut them out of my life rather than deal with it. I almost think it is a twisted form of self preservation...I just don't want to be hurt more.
One of those situations I just have to let go. I have to allow myself to heal and move on. I can't keep holding onto it, replaying the conversation and stirring up the hurt. The other situation I talked to the person about...but can I tell you? it still hurts.
Why do we care so much about our value in other people's eyes? I am amazed by the insecurity I find in myself still and maybe one day I will overcome it. Until then, I will rest in this truth:
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
And this one:
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?